“I’ll be fine, I don’t need a hat”
Big mistake. First day: blazing sun, hair doing weird vacation things, and every photo makes you look like you just crawled out of a tent—which you did. By lunch you’re squinting, by dinner your scalp’s cooked. That’s when you wish you packed the corduroy hat. Toss it on, instant shade, instant style, instant “I meant to look like this.” It’s the kind of hat that saves the trip...and all the photos you’ll have to look at later.
